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Rosamund, who had begun to pace as soon as Lachlan began to talk, shot him an eager grin upon hearing his last words. As if on cue, she sat upon her hind legs and acquired a very serious, and detached expression. A small smile danced upon her rosy lips.
“I am a long and strong, powerful impaler,
I bring the greatest to their knees, when in the hand of man.
Broad, flat, thin, thick. Think, my greatness?
Compared to a certain Death Stick.” Helena just stared blankly as Rosamund told them a riddle. She wrote it down on a piece of parchment, trying to analyze every word, but... nothing. A certain Death Stick? What was
that? And...
when in the hand of a man. So the... thing, could be held by women too? But bring
the greatest to their knees when it is held by a man?
This was SO confusing, so Helena decided to remain silent, even though professor MacFusty assured them that Rosamund will not attack anyone.